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/ For the mountains' hoarse greetings came hollow / From stormy wind-chasms and caves; / And I heard their wild cataracts wallow; / Like monsters, the white of their waves: / And that shadow said, "Lo! you must follow! / And our path is o'er myriads of graves."
/ Then I felt that the black earth was porous / And rotten with dust and with bones; / And I knew that the ground that now bore us / Was cadaverous with death as with stones; / And I saw burning eyes, heard sonorous / And dolorous sighings and groans.